Ali's suspicious voice sounded behind Jiang Yao: "Hey, young mistress——"
Jiang Yao didn't look back or pause.
Go straight ahead.
Watching her walking away, Ali looked confused: The young lady is walking so fast, has she forgotten that the young master's legs can't walk?
In the end Ali had to ask the driver to come down and help.
Chen Yanbei was helped into the wheelchair by Ali with a dark face.
The driver on the side looked at the man with a cold face and couldn't hold it in any longer:
"Young man, don't blame me for talking too much. The mountain road is winding and difficult to walk on. You should protect your wife. I didn't notice that your wife's eyes were red when you got off the car."
"Your wife is so beautiful. If you don't cherish her and pursue her when you have a lot of land, you will regret it later."
Without saying anything, the driver quickly got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
The handsome guy had such a strong aura that the driver had to muster up the courage to say those words.
But the driver dared to speak out in front of Chen Yanbei, but Ali did not.
The affairs of the eldest young master are theirs, so how can they talk about it?
Feeling the young master's increasingly low air pressure, Ali could only shrink his neck and try his best to reduce his presence, silently pushing the wheelchair behind him.
Unexpectedly, before entering the villa, Chen Yanbei suddenly said:
"What does she... look like?"
Ali naturally understood that the "she" referred to the young mistress Jiang Yao.
Just now the driver said that the young lady is beautiful, so the young master should want to ask him about the specific appearance of the young lady, right?
Ahem, Ali was organizing language in his mind.
"Master, my wife's skin is very white, as white as milk, and very translucent. She has a small face, beautiful eyes, and watery eyes, and the ends of her eyes are slightly upturned..."
Ali swallowed the word charming.
"Anyway, her facial features are very delicate. Many men will stare at the young lady when she walks on the road."
"Well, in terms of body shape..." It's hard to describe this Ali in detail. I always feel that no matter how I say it, it's a bit offensive.
The young lady's figure is the kind that men like most. She is thin but not fat, full and round where there should be flesh, and there is no trace of fat where there should be flesh.
Her waist is like a weeping willow, flexible and slender, and she twists and turns when she walks, very charming... But she is charming but not vulgar, and sometimes the young lady's expression is a little innocent.
But he didn't dare to say these words in front of the young master.
Fortunately, Chen Yanbei had no intention of letting him say: "Okay, push me in."
Inside the villa.
As Jiang Yao walked, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. She chose the path herself. Even if she wanted to cry, she couldn't let others laugh at her.
But the strange thing is that the house is quiet, and none of the maids who laughed at her yesterday are here.
"Hey, young lady, are you back?"
Jiang Yao was about to go to the kitchen to take a look when she saw the Filipino maid An coming out carrying something.
"Young lady, would you like to try some refreshing tonic? I just learned it from my Thai friend."
Sister An was originally planning to bring the refreshing food to the dining table, arrange it on the plate, and wait for Jiang Yao and Chen Yanbei to go home to eat, but now she just happened to catch it.
"Then let me have a try." Jiang Yao pulled out the chair and sat down, and asked casually, "By the way, Sister An, why are the servants at home not here?"
Sister An put the small porcelain cup filled with refreshing tonic in front of her with a smile:
"Young Mistress, as soon as you left this morning, the young master called the old house and called Uncle Fu over. Then he fired all the servants, including the two caregivers Zhu Bixia and Ma Wang."
"But you left me alone. Before Uncle Fu left, he told me to take good care of you. I guess this must be what the young master meant."
All fired?
The spoon Jiang Yao picked up froze in mid-air, and everyone was talking. Who will take care of Chen Yanbei in the future?
Don't you want her to be taken care of by yourself? !
